Chapter 1: The Heat of Rivalry
The air in the dimly lit loft was thick with tension, a cocktail of lust and unspoken grudges. Sonia stood by the window, her silhouette sharp against the city lights, her black leather skirt hugging every dangerous curve. She didn’t turn as I approached, but I could feel her awareness of me, electric and taunting.
‘Still playing the untouchable queen, huh?’ I drawled, stepping closer, my voice low and edged with challenge. My fingers itched to unravel her cool facade. ‘Thought you’d be over him by now.’
She spun around, her dark eyes flashing with fire. ‘And I thought you’d stop obsessing over my ex, Jace. Or are you just jealous you’re not the only one who’s had a taste?’ Her lips curled into a smirk, daring me to bite back.
I laughed, a rough sound that scraped my throat. ‘Jealous? Nah. I just like knowing I can make you forget him.’ I closed the distance, my hand brushing her hip, feeling the heat of her through the thin fabric. ‘Bet I can make you scream louder than he ever did.’
Sonia’s breath hitched, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she tilted her chin up, her gaze locking with mine. ‘Big words for a man who’s all talk. Prove it, or shut up.’ Her voice was a purr, sharp and laced with mockery, but I saw the hunger in her eyes.
That was all the invitation I needed. I gripped her hips, spinning her around to face the wall, her palms slapping against the cold brick for balance. My hands slid down, yanking her skirt up to reveal the lace of her thong, already damp with anticipation. ‘Look at you, already wet for me,’ I growled, pressing myself against her, letting her feel how hard I was through my jeans. ‘Still dripping from the thought of him, or is this all for me?’
She pushed back against me, her ass grinding into my cock, a low moan escaping her lips. ‘Keep talking, Jace. Maybe your ego will get me off before you do.’ Her words were a taunt, but her body betrayed her, arching into my touch as I slid a hand between her thighs, finding her pussy slick and ready.
‘Oh, I’ll do more than talk,’ I promised, my voice rough with need. I unzipped my jeans, freeing myself, my cock throbbing as I positioned myself behind her. Her sharp intake of breath as I teased her entrance was music to my ears. ‘I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you’ll forget anyone else ever touched you.’
‘Then stop teasing and do it,’ she snapped, her voice dripping with impatience, her hips rocking back to meet me. I didn’t need to be told twice. With a low growl, I thrust into her, her tight, wet heat gripping me like a vice. She gasped, her fingers clawing at the wall, and I knew this was just the beginning of unraveling her completely.
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